March 2011
1 post
December 2009
1 post
since summer is over….
caitlin: http://caitlinkimball.tumblr.com/
bekie: http://littlegirllands.tumblr.com/
August 2009
2 posts
“I think my penis might be bleeding.”
– John McKetta after dancing much too hard at Gahl’s orthodox wedding. (via bransonreese)
July 2009
4 posts
“real world/white russian nights.”
– a new pittsburgh tradition. (by caitlin)
June 2009
3 posts
Watcha new project. by caitlin. transcripts from “the hills” the original, the beautiful inspiration: youtube.com/watch?v=_Gv9Ceha-Y0
May 2009
8 posts
sam, the straight A student without many friends,...
Yo mama is so fat, she gets tired walking up a flight of stairs.
Yo mama is so fat, she has low self-esteem.
Yo mama is so fat, she needs two seats on an airplane to be comfortable.
Yo mama is so fat, she has to go see a doctor to get on a health plan.
Yo mama is so fat, she just went up another notch in her belt.
Yo mama is so fat, she is considering laxatives.
Yo mama is so fat, she has to...
a conversation with the goldfish by my bed (by...
“good morning goldfish.”
“it’s mr. goldfish to you.”
“I’m sorry mr. goldfish.”
“don’t let it happen again”
“I won’t”
sweaty knapsacks. (jesus christ thats awful)
us: branson! its caitlin and bekie. we need help with our blog name. for our summer project. everything we are coming up with is shit.
branson: well what have you thought of so far?
us: ugh…umm nothing good, soggy summer, (but we dont like the way that sounds or looks), sweaty knapsacks, we thought of combining our names (lame), summer—-
branson: sweaty knapsacks?...
another forgotten letter ( a short story by bekie)
It begins here: Drinking lemonade and slurping lucky charms out from styrophome cups (gnawed on )- hands too clumsy and fingers too lazy to keep cool milk from frolicking out onto sunburnt thighs. On this almost October morn I think: “I could get used to this.”
I search your face for something unfamiliar. You squint. Your eyelids still sting from the excess of sunscreen you lapped on the day...
